The conductor thought.

While I felt bad for Liam's gratitude, I seriously thought about how Liam could resent, hate, and dislike himself.

- The reason is that Liam's gratitude is more disgusting than I imagined.

It's no longer bodily momentum.

"Hmm, it's still best for you to be unhappy. But only old butlers and dolls are around. This won't do any mental damage. If I had a human woman, I would have inspired trauma in my previous life."

I also thought about causing problems for my men, but the bureaucrats who seemed to be doing affordable evil had almost been executed and that was also difficult.

Too many hands are lacking in fun.

As a guide, I just want to give you the trigger. After that, I want to see the shallowness and incompetence of the person become obsolete.

Getting your hands from one to ten was not a preference.

It's troubling.

"You're surprisingly serious for letting more beauties serve you and think you're doing whatever you want"

I was supposed to be aiming for a bad lord, but what I was doing was normal governance.

Didn't this guy forget his purpose?

I was watching Liam with that in mind.

With Liam alone in the office, he begins to nibble for the first time with his back stretch.

"Oh?"

Reading what you're thinking, apparently you're obsessed with something called a bad lord as Liam.

I can hear Liam's heart.

(The territory has developed, and the inhabitants have been able to afford it. After all, you have to make sure you get rich before you squeeze it out. I'm not interested in squeezing it)

The conductor nodded happily.

"I see. You put it up, just like me, and then you drop it. I don't hate that idea. And when you do, you can look forward to it."

Liam thought of things as nibbling.

(Do you want to gather the beauties first? from the population in the realm, there would be about one or two of the most beautiful beauties in the world)

The guide gets excited about Liam, who is forced to bring him in and thinks, for example.

"Nice. Really wonderful. You're small with a stubble, and the size of the vessel looks clear. Forced or bought with gold, I didn't end up getting it to my heart, what a great pattern? No - let's just get a man ready to go to bed where we make sure we love each other. I'm sure Liam will be thrilled."

He was a guide who seemed to have fun, but Tenjo came into the office.

Liam's thinking switches to Tenjo's report.

tongue-beating, listening guide.

"- Acceptance of talent from the military?

'Yes. He wants me to accept reserve officers, military personnel nearing retirement. When I contacted him that I wanted to buy a refund from the military, he said,' How about personnel? '

The conductor was nodding with his hand on his chin.

"Hmm, from the military, does that mean you want to reduce the number of troublesome people?

Apparently, the Empire has soldiers who want to move left on the border.

I guess the army wants to push the reserves and all sorts of troublesome people against their lords.

Liam looked disgusted.

'Anyway, they're sending useless people, aren't they?

'But it's the regular army of the Empire. Many of them are graduates of the cadet school, well educated and trained. I have experience in action, and I was wondering if it would mean strengthening our private fleet.'

I'm told, Liam reluctantly permits acceptance.

Hearing that, the conductor began to laugh, distorting his mouth.

"Let's call it a fabric to the future. It is also a pleasure to gather serious military men, who will not tolerate evil lords, to sprout rebellion in the future. It's going to be so much fun."

You don't have to rebel, Sole is fine if it torments Liam.

This is Liam, who is about to do as much as he can for his atrocities as a bad lord.

I'm sure the serious military will rebel.

When the inhabitants get up, they may hang Liam together.

"Shall we hurry up and make sure that such serious soldiers come together?"

When I ring my fingers, black smoke emanates from the guide's body and melts around him and disappears.

The conductor, who held the hat as it was, opened the door across the other world.

"Nevertheless, you get revulsion such as gratitude. I don't feel good being here either. Let's just say I'm going to have some room for a while. Mr. Liam, by the next time you come, please entertain me a little."

Because of the abomination of gratitude from Liam, I decided to free up some time.

As it is, the Conductor leaves this world.

That was back in the mid-forties.

Isn't it a strange time in your past life to think about old age already? Are you early?

But it's time to finally grow up in this world.

Mine is normal.

He lives normally, works normally, and normally trains his body to study and stuff.

Reason?

It's like a prep period to make evil happen.

I mean, I don't have a problem with my life, so I'm starting to feel good enough as it is.

When I finish my work in the office, Tenjo will report to me.

"- Sir, the [Nias Carlin] technical lieutenant at the Seventh Weapons Plant is looking for a meeting. He wants to check on Avid's condition."

"Nias?

Mr. Intelli's tech lieutenant with a good chest?

"Did that guy come all the way out here to see how it went?

"Avid's confirmation would be an excuse. This is supposed to be a weapons purchase at the Seventh Weapons Plant."

The Empire has a big mess.

It's too big to govern, too trivial - too broad to judge.

It is also sole that lord nobles can purchase weapons from an imperially controlled weapons factory.

Normally, they won't let me buy it, and if I put conditions on it, it should be a lot different.

But the terms are also loose.

Instead, they send people over from the weapons factory for sale.

"Have you decided that if you're in financial condition over here, you can buy it? But new warships are expensive."

Buy a used car or buy a new one - close to that feeling.

Many of the ships currently used by the Count of Banfield family are the mainstay of a generation ago or today. The main machine is also like the lowest spec to keep prices down.

Still good enough to use, and as far as I'm concerned, I didn't complain.

"I'd rather sell it to the Imperial Army than to me."

"The Seventh Weapons Plant says it has high technical skills but design problems. Prices are set high for performance, too. It is a subtle reputation within the Empire. Conversely, the Third Weapons Factory has become well balanced and well-designed and popular."

Really? I don't care because it doesn't really matter to me.

When I met him, I replied, and I decided to head to the reception room.

When we arrived in the reception room, Nias was already waiting.

Today was not a work outfit, but a military uniform in a skirt.

- I feel the skirt is short in length.

You noticed ahead of my gaze, Tenjo groaned with Bosoli, "That uniform is against policy in the Imperial Army," he said.

I knew what that meant when I sat on the couch.

He wore temperamental underwear for a long time.

When I'm done saying hello, Nias tells me a public story.

"You've grown a lot. I misjudged you, Count."

"Thanks for that. What's more important than that?

I know you're complimenting me, but I don't feel that big.

Is that her own lip service?

"Yes. I've been trying to check on Avid's condition. A lot of technicians want to know what happened to her."

I look in my skirt at the gap between my thighs.

"You're not that way. Don't you have something you want to sell?

The territory is developing more than before and tax revenues are increasing.

Knowing Sole, all sorts of people came.

Nias is the same.

When Nias, who looked serious, manipulated something like a tablet device, stereoscopic footage floated around me.

"We went to ask for a battleship built by the Seventh Weapons Plant, or to purchase weapons."

A number of 3D footage of battleships floating around were shrinking but powerful.

The price is outrageous.

I knew it wasn't a new car - brand new is expensive.

"Don't be more valuable than the ships we use."

"The ship has a grade, too. Unlike items that only have the minimum performance required, they are still more expensive."

With one brand new, I think I can buy three to five used items that have fallen in grade.

I didn't feel the need to buy anything.

While Tenjo checked the footage,

"When purchasing goods from Imperial weapons factories, taxes should have been charged as well. That's not a tax inclusive price."

When I looked at Nias, he looked away and laughed like he was in trouble.

"So, but I guarantee that much performance! The latest formula has been improved and has excelled in many ways. This cruiser, for example! There are more mobile knights available than ever before. And your performance as a battleship."

In short, I seem to have come to sell it because I made the latest version of the conventional model.

Sure performs great - but.

"Why don't you buy it from the Imperial Army?

"- I lost the trial and was not hired"

Interstellar states are a big mess, so they're deciding from which factory to buy what kind of ships for each fleet.

I do trials all the time.

But we lost all of the trials and no battleships were hired for the Seventh Weapons Plant.

Tenjo calmly,

"Isn't that a problem besides performance?

Nias is about to cry.

"We were excellent in productivity and maintenance! And yet, it's smaller than usual, or I don't like the design - they say the interior looks cheap."

The nobility does attach importance to appearance and interior.

There are also civilians in the upper ranks of the army, but nobility is more overwhelming.

When hiring, design focus - or if the performance is not so different, choose who you like.

If I'm in the same position, don't choose a cheap, well-designed one.

Because there's not that much difference in performance.

Sometimes, no one goes after nobility or performance only, which emphasizes design only. I'm not here, but...

With a little more performance, I might have chosen to focus on performance.

"Duh, what do you say, Count? Two hundred. No, I don't mind a hundred ships! I don't mind a loan, could you consider buying one!

It seems desperate that the Seventh Weapons Factory didn't think it would continue to lose the trial so far either.

"Heavenly Castle, can you see the other factory battleships?

"We will prepare it"

Around Heavenly Castle, battleships and other weapons factories are displayed in reduced 3D footage.

If you look at ships built in other factories, etc., the ships in the Seventh Weapons Factory are somehow weapons! There was a feeling of bonelessness.

It's just that the bonelessness -- the bonelessness that doesn't feel right? I don't like it.

Ships from other weapons factories with the same basic structure are sophisticated in design.

I thought so.

I'm gonna lose this one.

It does perform well, but I think we should do something about it.

By comparison, it's very cool, especially with third weapons factory battleships and stuff.

"Heavenly Castle, isn't this good? Let's get on my boat."

"Sir, you need permission from the Empire to purchase a flagship class battleship. I was wondering if I could get permission from the Banfield family."

They can't buy flagship class battleships over 2,000 meters.

We have to choose from battleships smaller than a thousand meters.

"Oh well."

Why I can't buy it - we owed the Empire taxes until recently.

I finally started paying for it on my behalf, but the response from the Empire is cold.

They're going to tell me to pay taxes on my arrears before I get permission.

"Then will you put up with this guy? It's cooler than it is now."

A little smaller, but pointing to the 800m grade, I decided to buy it.

I'll be in touch.

If we talk like that in front of Nias, he's gonna raise his voice to block our conversation.

"Wait! I'm in real trouble!

I sigh.

"Because the design."

"Isn't performance more important!

"If your abilities don't change that much, you'll have to choose them by design. The interior looks cheap too, or if you don't take this far into account, you'll feel bad."

I've already saved you too much waste - terrible.

"Because maintenance is out of step!

Eating Nias quickly took off his jacket.

Underwear that looks clear under a white shirt, I feel like I'm working very hard.

Is it a guy named Battle Underwear?

Nias is deliberately holding his chest with both hands.

- In my previous life, I remembered that more flashy underwear had become unfamiliar with my wife's Tans drawer.

When I drop my shoulder, Nias is in tears.

"Why are you disappointed! You were looking at my breasts so much!

"Yeah, you are. But now I'm not in the mood."

A bunch of flashy or small underwear with increasing area, even though they refuse to live at night.

- It was the reason I suspected cheating.

It opens the chest of the shirt and sweetens while posing as Nias can't be.

Was he embarrassed, too? He turned bright red to his ear.

"Ha, Count, Nias wants you to buy a battleship."

To a grin I couldn't even pose or something looked different.

There is something in my mind about a situation where a cool beauty who can work who would not normally do this comes to nag me.

- It makes me pathetic to watch.

"Okay. I'll buy it for you. Two hundred ships?

"Three hundred ships, if you can!

There's more of them than just now!

This guy is too strong.

Even though I suck at color tricks.

"Can you buy Tenjo?

Confirming, Tenjo must have calculated immediately.

"It's possible if you reduce the number of ships you plan to buy. In the long run, it won't be a waste, so I was wondering if it would be okay to buy it."

When I glanced back at Nias, he looked very happy with his hands together.

"Okay. I'll buy it, so do something about the design anyway. There will be a lot of things like putting a cover on because the exterior can be stretched out. It can cost you money, so do something about the interior. It's too cheap."

When we talked about work, Nias was holding his chest and pushing his glasses up slightly at his fingertips to correct the position.

"Design doesn't make any sense."

"Mind the minimum look. That's why you lose in a trial."

I guess you remembered you kept losing in the trial. Nias dropping his shoulder held his knee on the table he rode up.

I'm seeing underwear, okay? Or don't sit on the table.

Tenjo looks at me.

"You seem like an unfortunate person except for work."

Even though she's beautiful. Too bad he's a beauty.

Ultimately, I left the details to Tenjo, and when I finished the business, I left the reception room with a tired face.

Brian was walking down the hallway of the mansion.

Then I hear a conversation about how they're communicating.

(Isn't that your customer, Mr. Nias?

I thought it was rude, but I'm alert to Nias, who's in communication with Kosovo to hide.

Listening,

"What do you say? I sold 300 ships."

The opponent apparently is a junior at the Seventh Weapons Factory.

"But with design change instructions, right? I'll be angry up there. '

"You don't have a choice. If you don't, you won't buy me!

The voice of a frightened junior.

'More than that, you can't believe that a solid senior put together a business deal with color tricks. Did you get your hands on me?

"Well, I didn't get that far. So, but the Count is crazy about me. Hey, they even looked at me like I was licking it today."

'Is that true?

"- I guess. I'm sure. I was watching."

"Instead, I wish I had targeted the balls"

"Well, I won't go that far. You don't have to, you put together a business meeting with my charm, so be more respectful!

"But it's 300 ships, right? I need you to sell me twice that."

"I worked hard, too!

It gives a subtle vibe, but Brian thought.

(Master Liam got caught up in a lousy honey trap!

It was Brian who was anxious for Liam, who bought the battleship because of the colour trick.